A Lovely Shade of Red ~ Mikoto Suoh

Chapter 11

                        Yata's POV

                I ran into the bar and right up to Mikoto. He was sitting there talking to Izumo, but stopped when I approached them. There was a sudden silence as they both looked at me. There was tension in the air that broke when I spoke.

        "Mr. Mikoto I did as you asked," I exclaimed.

        "What did you end up finding Yata?" Izumo asked as he took a puff of his cigarette.

        "Well she left her friends house, and ended up going to a coffee shop" I began, "she met up with the Monkey-Fushimi. I mean Fushimi. I couldn't really hear what they were talking about but he did pass her an envelope."

                Mikoto and Izumo both looked at each other.

        "Oh him," Mikoto replied uninterested.

        "I did hear him mention one thing towards the end" I added, "that it would be dangerous."

        "Of course he did" Mikoto said shaking his head, "good work Yata. Make sure you keep it up."

        "Will do Mr. Mikoto," I chimed.

                As I sat down with Rikio, Mikoto got up and from the bar with his coat. As soon as he slipped it on he left. He didn't look back as he left. Izumo looked over to me. He looked back down and continued cleaning the glasses.

        "Thanks for helping, Yata," Izumo said.

        "Yeah, no problem," I replied.

                I sat there wondering if Mikoto is off to find that girl?

                I looked over to Rikio.

        "So, do you know anything about this girl?" As I said that Izumo immediately looked up to me. Did he not want me to say anything?

        "No, not really. I think I know just about as anyone else." Rikio said.

                        Mikoto's POV

                As I made my way to Fang's house I couldn't help but wonder how she got involved with Fushimi. There's no way that she knew him. I didn't even know him till sometime after she left. I swear this girl just gets herself deeper and deeper into trouble.

                When I was down her street I picked up the pace. I noticed that the wind got cooler, and it was starting to get dark, that wasn't a problem for me though. There's no waiting at the moment. I had to talk to her. She knows what she's doing, and she needs to step down.

                I climbed the stairs to her porch and knocked on the door. I had my hands in my pockets as I waited. Slowly the door opened. There stood Fang with this shocked look on her face. There was a slight pause before her initial shock wore off. Most people wouldn't have even noticed it but I did.

        "What the hell do you want?" She snapped, quickly changing her expression.

        "You need to stop what you're doing" I warned her, "do you understand me?"

        "What are you talking about?" She questioned rolling her blue eyes at me.

        "You know what I'm talking about" I began, "stop looking for the gang and don't get involved with Fushimi anymore then what you already have."

        "UGH," she groaned turning around trying to slam the wooden door behind her. I wedged my foot in the frame just in time, and pushed it back open.

                I stepped into her home. The dark wood floors creaked as I made my way in. There was a faint smell of food in the air most likely from her dinner.

                Walking inside only irritated her more. She swung her fist at me but failed because I caught it. You could tell she was pissed at the moment. She didn't want to hear anything I had to say.

        "You need to listen to me Fang. What your doing is dangerous. You think I like hearing about your little plot for revenge? Newsflash sweetheart you're going to get yourself killed!" I exclaimed, "Just let me handle things from here."

                With that being said she pulled her arm free from my grasped and looked at me with fire in her eyes. Her temper was getting out of control.

        "Let you handle it?" She snapped, "NO! She is not your sister Mikoto! She's mine. I am so sick and tired of hearing that from people. If anyone is going to handle it, it's gonna be me." She slammed her fist down on the table besides her nearly knock the lamp off. There was a fire burning in her eyes the entire time she snapped at me.

        "Then let me put it to you this way" I replied with a sigh, "I don't care. You are going to stop. I will continue to have people watching over you and I will make sure you stay out of harm's way. Any information you get will be useless because I plan to be one step ahead of you. I'm not fooling around Fang. I think I made myself clear from the very start."

                She stood there not muttering a single word to me. I could tell she was seething with rage though because her knuckles were as white as a ghost. I sighed turning around to take my leave. As I stepped out I turned around to close the door. I took one last look at her face before completely shutting it. I could tell she wasn't going to listen to me.

                It felt like I was only there for a short time but it had grown dark outside now. The cold air stinging my face as I turned to walk. I still didn't mind it but I can't help but think about the path Fang is going down.